41--- his uniform was destroyed.
It's a miracle.
They stumbled into the third room, despite the presence of the tank We
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T24, they still managed to defeat a full 20 Chosen Fighters. The mere thought of it made him shudder.
He's never run so much in his life!
So much so that he actually got a point for agility. Upgrading to level 21 also saved his life, as he was stabbed by three Chosen ones.
It's gone. They survived. Now they have a different problem to deal with. Or rather, Sef has a problem to deal with.
There are three friendly creatures waiting in room three.
One of them, the Chosen One named Uncle BΓ‘b, was kinder to him. In fact, that uncle has been hobbling with open arms.
Uncle Bob is a very fat and ugly humanoid with bulging eyes and a large wobbly large intestine. He was wearing nothing but tattered trousers, and his horrible nails curled out of his fingers and toes. A handful of hair hung down from the back of his otherwise bare head. Too disgusting and want to throw up?
The BΓ‘b would suddenly attack him at a terrible speed. Grabbing devoured a little of his health.
What's even more terrifying is that, as Dappppp happily yells at the other end of the room, this uncle is the healer. Even if the tank decides to force to attract everyone's attention (ha!). He was still chasing Sef.
G
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Ma is an avid elect grandmother who looks like a frail goblin, hunched over and with slender limbs. She giggled incessantly, the huge rocket launcher she had strapped to her back.
How did the Chosen manage to find the rocket launcher in Elliona? Never know. Perhaps that's why Moen called this place "corrupt". Corruption is definitely an appropriate description for them.
Granmar randomly fires several missiles into the air, blowing up the room when it lands, hitting the target like a laser sight. Being hit means instant death.
The creepiest thing is that the last member: Aunt Gree. She had long, fluffy hair that hung down to the middle of her back, a perpetual sneer on her face, and an outrageous number of evil scythe blades:
She is very cunning, screams, then glares in a certain direction before firing one of her blades in a long, vicious straight line attack. Her screams and gazes are the only signs, and everyone quickly learns to pay attention to her gaze.
Everyone, except for tanks.
After the players try to take down G
Before Aunt Eta, the tank died three times.
He jogged around the arena and stared at Aunt Greta. Her first blade slashed through his left side, his coat soaked in blood, he lost most of his health, and his entire left arm stopped moving.
That's horrible. Thankfully, a couple of teammates came up to help, but β what if he lost both arms?
Can he still cast healing? He never wanted to know. Ha
After a few more deaths, the team cleared the room. The weird trio are very powerful, but the biggest challenge is to dodge them. After the last room was filled with pesky Chosen ones, Sef found it easier to heal.
"Hah!" Dappppp cheered loudly and raised his fists in the air, like a victorious athlete. "I'm finally level 23!"
We
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T24 smiled brightly and gave him a thumbs up. "Okay!" Then she lifted her shield over her shoulder. "Hey, do you want to carry this? It's heavy. β
Dappu's smile vanished instantly. "Oh no. What happened to you! You should use it! β
The petite girl looked at her shield suspiciously. Then she sighed. She made a gesture with her free hand, and the shield vanished, presumably into her inventory. She only has a sword now.
"Better now!" She smiled.
"No!" Dapup shouted. "Nope! You need that! You're a tank! Take it out! β
Yes! Couldn't agree more. He nodded vigorously, then glanced at the others to see if they were willing to offer support. To his surprise, his teammates didn't do anything.
Angered me, looking at the rest of my teammates, what's going on: the people of the Kamen Clan must have something to say.
Oron met his gaze and shrugged, his face expressionless.
What is it? Sev gritted his teeth, annoyed. His teammates are horrible. Dappppp seems to be working like crazy and this poor guy is doing his best to get them through this dungeon.
And this tank, this short girl who yawns incessantly, doesn't seem to care about anything. Can't she see that she's making this dungeon run a painful thing? She should be inspired. So, he crossed his arms over his chest, lifted his chin, and took a deep breath. "Uh-huh," he whispered. Everyone looked at him, and he made up his mind to speak. "Can you ...... With your shield? Please? You'll take less damage. β
Be quiet.
Everyone was staring at him. He felt like an idiot to even ask, We
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The T24 tank just shrugged its shoulders.
"Hmm." Then she pointed to the passage to the next room. "Less."
No one responded. She didn't seem to notice or care. Four pairs of eyes were glued to her, and she nonchalantly disappeared into the narrow rocky corridor, swirls of mist moving gently behind her.
"Oh man," Dappppp said. "The next person is a small boss."
What? Is he serious? Little boss? That's like a bone dragon in a sublimation dungeon. If they attack without tanks,
He wants Chad to be here.
"Can we get another tank?"
Dappu sighed. "You can't do it without exiting the dungeon. We have to start over. She's keeping at least one of the mobs busy, so ......"
Sigh. "I think. What happens if I die? Will I respawn in the dungeon? β
It's starting to look like something like this is likely to happen. It's a miracle that the therapist is alive and well.
Suddenly, everyone's eyes returned to Seif. Dappppp frowned and glared. Obviously, he didn't like the question. "You're a healer. You can't die. β
grimaced. He didn't mean to die. "But what if?"
"Yes, you will be resurrected outside,"
"Then the others will die and be resurrected with you outside. So," he shifted positions so he could face Sai Tian directly, his dark eyes staring at me with a terrifying intensity, "You better work hard and don't die."
Is he threatening me? He's just a teenager, but he's still a very important member of the Men in Black murder club.
Wei Long blinked and was very insistent, "If you die in this dungeon, I will kill you when I go out." Ha. Because you are only resurrected in the city, I will find you in the city and then kill you. I'm here to help you, not to make you fail. β
All right. What's more, but he always felt that the tank was not practical, how could he save everyone's lives?
Sef took a slight breath and found Dappppp. "Do you have any opinion on this boss?"
He needed all the help he could get.
"Hey, be careful!"
The warning came too late. The ground beneath Sef's feet instantly softened, and he fell to his knees in the mud. It was cold and wet, and I couldn't move, like I was wrapped in mud.
Who did this to you?
There was a skinny creature behind him. It was about half the size of a man, with wide-open eyes and a curved wooden staff.
This is Jeff. Disgusted, annoying garbage.
Lo and behold, this little guy has a terrible habit of hiding behind his big buddy Captain. No one will be able to find him without first going through the captain. This wouldn't be a big deal under normal circumstances, as usually bigger guys are more threatening.
Jeff has another bad habit. He likes to create sinkholes on the ground under the feet of random people, trapping them in mud puddles for a few seconds at a time. Not only thatβhe will also cast powerful healing spells on his companions,
To be honest, Sef was bored with the enemy. And Jeff. And this dungeon. In fact, he was ready to put an end to this nightmare.
"Sev, coming! Dodge! β
He noticed the second
A great shadow hung over him. Captain Carat loomed in front of him, a giant hand raising a massive hammer above his head.
Oh nonsense. He struggled to move, but the mud clung to his legs.
"Dodge!" Dappppp yelled at him from the captain's other side. "He's going toβ"
"I can't," murmured. It was as if anyone could hear him in the captain's beastly roar. The company commander's red eyes stared straight at him, and the giant mallet swung down.
Close your eyes. "Shield!"
Something hit his left side, pulling him out of the mud and throwing him to the ground. Even with his eyes closed, he could see that about 2 of his health bars had disappeared and turned orange.
An icy wind howled overhead. It was undoubtedly the warlock who initiated. It doesn't have any freezing effect on the boss, but it does divert attention. When the captain turned his ugly head to the cryowarlock, Dappppp jumped.
Rainblade frowned. "Why don't you hide?"
Wello
Ran over, in Captai
Interrupted as he rushed towards Legacy. He had to sit. His mouth was dry, like he had swallowed a pound of dust.
"Mud," he said, and then he couldn't help but gasp when he saw the damage to his left arm. The entire left half of his body was soaked in blood, but he only felt a wet sensation. His arms were shattered, his skin peeled open, and white bone fragments poked out of it. However, he only felt a faint tingling, the metallic smell of blood stinging his nose.
Why does this game have to be so vivid? Ha
"Mud," again. β
Staggered to his feet, a little unsteady. He bent down and picked up his two war fans with his good hands, then frowned and focused on the necessary technique.
After he released the fan, "Mend." β
He felt warmth seep into his side, horrible wounds stitched together in front of his eyes. The bones are held in place, and each piece is put together like a jigsaw puzzle. The meat closes on top, followed by healthy pink skin. The only sign of the wound's presence was his torn hand, and his coat was also ruined.